Sunday, April 29, 2012
Pimpin' Ain't Easy
I got back from Missoula with a short window of fishing opportunity today. By the looks of the incoming clouds before I left my house, I figured I'd have my work cut out for me with the carp. Once I got to the reservoir and the thermometer on my truck read 39 degrees, I knew I was in purgatory.
Sure, they were on the flats...but this cold front totally shut them down. Like a bunch of melted orange creamsicles stuck on the bottom of a freezer. After about an hour of casting practice to carp that couldn't give half a crap about my delightful presentation, I decided it was time to come up with a "Plan B."
This was "trout weather" for sure, but the South Fork and the Henry's Fork were each over an hour away and I only had about 90 minutes of free time left. Hmmm, what to do?
Carp on the lower Snake River like humongous black leeches, so I still had a bunch of those in the fly box from my trip down there a couple of weeks ago. Thus, it was time to swing some leechzillas.
Once again, trout saved the day...